It was well after midnight. I met with my two clients, Hakeem and Malik, several hours ago for a dinner meeting to discuss some concerns they had about their insurance coverage; now, here I am, half naked and sitting on their couch with a hardening black cock in each hand. I propositioned them at the end of dinner – while I couldn’t on-record make any changes to their policy to provide the coverage they were looking for, but I may be able to make an accommodation – off the record. I couldn’t believe I had made such a suggestion; it could very well get me fired and I could lose my license, but when I saw the concern on the faces of these young business owners and the way it seemed they were staring right through my blouse and into my panties.
Flash forward to right this minute, and we just finished a game I made up called “whose cock can stay soft the longest”, and we are all taking a quick break before the winner-Malik-claims his prize. Malik and Hakeem appeared to both be the highly competitive type, so flirting with them and teasing to try and get them to spring a boner was an all-around great time. Frankly, I would be be satisfied no matter who won our competition. Malik was the more soft spoken of the two, but his attire caught my attention at dinner. He wore a maroon dress shirt with a black vest and matching slacks. The long afternoons he spent working with Hakeem on lawns have caused his arm and shoulder muscles to bulge under his top, and his green eyes sparkle under his glasses that frame his sculpted face.
“When do I get to collect my prize?” Malik asked, with a wink. We were all still sitting on the couch naked, relaxing after he was declared the victor of our game. “What’s the rush, big guy?” I tease back to him, as I trace my breasts with my index fingers. “I don’t know about you, but I’m parched after that competition. Who wants another drink?” I get up and glide across the floor to the kitchen, and I can feel four eyes on my naked backside as I make my way to the next room.
Hakeem may not have won our competition, but I still plan on giving him a nice consolation prize. I could tell from the start of the night that Hakeem is the more aggressive of the two, and my mind was wandering to all the ways he could dominate me with his alpha male personality. “Get your sexy ass back in here!” I heard Hakeem demand from the next room; I thought of a new idea as I was gathering supplies for tequila shots. I hurried back to the living room, pressing the tequila bottle and bowl of lime slices between my arm and tits, and shoving the salt shaker in my mouth; this hopefully won’t be the only object I fill the space between my cheeks tonight.
“Don’t think about putting those dicks away you two, I am about to need them” I said as I prepared to take a shot of tequila. I gave Malik’s semi-flaccid cock a sloppy suck, followed by a sprinkle of salt down his shaft. I swung the tequila bottle upside down and took a big swig, filling my mouth and trickling some down the back of my throat. Swallowing quickly, I turn and push Malik’s whole cock inside my mouth to suck off the salt, followed by a bite of lime and a squeeze of his balls. “Thanks for letting me use you to take a shot, Malik” I say through a puckered face. “You can use me all night, sexy” he responded, practically begging for more.
Hakeem must have been watching, as when I turn my attention to him to take another shot, his penis is already well on its way to being fully erect. For this shot, I lick up and down his member a few times, feeling his popped veins on the underside of my tongue and tickling his ballsack with my fingertips. I lay a generous layer of salt on the top of his cock, watching the crystals fall and contrast against his dark brown skin. Turning the bottle again upside down to fill my mouth, I quickly fill my mouth with liquor and crave the salty cock that is seconds away. The alcohol lining my cheeks stings Hakeem’s dick as I hear an audible shudder as I take him inside my mouth to lick up the salt crystals. I keep him in my mouth for an extra moment, powerfully sucking to make sure I clean him off; it’s having the reaction I desire as I can feel him swell between my lips. I’m ready to keep going and feel him explode in my mouth, but he’ll have to wait just a bit longer.
These shots are going right to my head, and I feel the rush when I stand up after taking shots off both cocks. Malik has been patiently waiting to receive his prize, and the throbbing between my legs has been intensifying all evening, and I need to feel that euphoric release. “You’ve been very patient, Malik, and I think it’s high time to take you to the next room for your prize. Don’t go anywhere, Hakeem, we’ll be back soon enough” and I take Malik by the arm and lead him back into his bedroom.
Once in the room, I look around to take in my options. There’s the bed, of course, or the recliner; those are the traditional, obvious choices. I need to make this memorable for Malik. As my blue eyes continue to scan the room, I take notice of a French door on the far wall, but I can’t tell what is on the other side of the chiffon curtain. “What’s out there?” I ask coyly, twirling my wavy brunette hair in between my fingers on one hand, and pointing at the door with the other. “Oh, that’s just my balcony” replied Malik, clearly not connecting the dots on where my mind is going. I don’t really care what the balcony overlooks, and I’m willing to bet he won’t either once I get him out there.
I reach out and take his hand in mine, the interlocking of our fingers creating a juxtaposition between my ivory skin and his dark chocolate skin. “Lead me out there and take me any way you want on that balcony – I don’t care who might see us, do you?” With the speed in which he grabs my naked ass and carries me through the door, it’s apparent that he doesn’t care who may be our audience. “I would fuck that pussy in front of this whole town” he says, with a gravely tone in his voice as he glides his index and middle fingers in circles around my swollen clit. I can practically feel the wetness drip down my legs, and am almost too distracted with the way Malik’s fingers are dancing around my clit to notice the view off his balcony. It doesn’t appear the whole town will be witness to our fuck, as their apartment is up on the fourth floor, overlooking a large open area; by this time of night, the sky is darker than Malik’s rich skin tone, so it could be a park? I don’t spend too much time trying to figure out the surroundings, as his fingers slip easily into my wet and ready pussy and my full attention goes back to being finger banged.
There’s a warm breeze that I can feel brush across my bare backside and around my fully erect nipples; Malik must think it’s a cool breeze as his skin erupts in goosebumps and the hair on his arms shoots straight up. “Mmm, M you must be cold; come closer, let me keep you warm”; I hadn’t called him just “M” to this point, but it flowed off my tongue without second thought. I could feel him press himself into me, crossing one arm over my shoulder and the opposite leg wrapping around mine, all while keeping his other hand firmly planted between my thighs and fingers continuing to explore every inch of my pussy. Something else I can feel firmly between my thighs is his stiff erection, throbbing harder against me as he continues to explore every inch of me below the belt.
“I need to be inside of you, please, so your soft pussy can warm me up” Malik asked softly, almost whispering to me, and I obliged without a second thought. I gently led his fingers out of me, and then grabbed his stiff cock and guided him inside of me. He went in with no resistance thanks to my soaking wet lips and quickly filled all of me with his thick cock with veins popped on both top and bottom. The additional texture from his protruding veins sent shudders up my back as he fell into a rhythmic pattern of thrusting himself in and out of me. I am propped up against the banister on his balcony; the cold metal railing on my back is only adding to the shudders I feel flowing across my body, becoming almost numb to all feeling aside from the pleasure Malik is giving me with his dick.
With my body pressed against the railing, Malik rests most of his body weight on my chest, which allows me to hear his breathing picking up pace and the quiet moans he lets out as he is rolling his hips to navigate himself deeper inside of me. Even with the chill of the night, we both start to perspire and the aroma of his cologne and my perfume coming off our glistening skin and melding together gets me closer to the edge with every breath. “Malik, I need to feel you release inside of me. Cum for me, M, and make me feel it” I half ask, half demand from him, feeling my orgasm coming closer. I take one of his hands, which is propping himself on the balcony, and lead it back to my clit, and we both start to dance across it with our fingers, completely in sync. I can’t last much longer, pulling my finger away so he can take me the rest of the way. I grip my fingers into his back and manage to pull him even closer into me, forcing his cock inside me even further than I thought was possible. With that push, I feel every inch between my legs tighten, followed by the most powerful release into orgasm I have ever felt. The wave is so strong, I tighten my arms around Malik’s body and let out a long, growling moan as the orgasm pulses through me. “Don’t stop fucking me, M, use me how you need to cum”, giving him permission to resume his long, deep thrusts which only prolongs my orgasm.
It’s only a few minutes more and Malik follows me into orgasmic bliss, stiffening his whole body while I can feel his huge cock pump his seed into me further, deeper, further still. After his release, he gently collapses onto my chest again, staying inside me while his cock starts to soften. “Is your cum going to gush out of me one you come out?” I tease, picturing his thick cum running down my legs and pudding onto the floor. “I worked hard for that – you better keep every ounce of it inside the soft folds of your pussy, baby” he purrs back at me, before he gently slides himself out of me. I feel a trickle start to run down the inside of my thigh; not wanting to disappoint, I swipe his cum up with two fingers and slowly bring my fingers to my mouth and suck it off. “I couldn’t contain you all in my pussy, but I had to keep all of it inside me” I said back with a wink.
I would love to take Malik to bed and continue fucking him until we fall asleep on top of each other, but there’s someone else inside that still needs some special attention. “Come on back inside with me, M, and I’ll make you a drink so you can recover…you’ve earned it. You can even watch what’s coming next if you would like…” I take his hand and lead him back inside from the balcony, and then back into the living room where Hakeem is waiting for us to return. I see he is still naked, though he has thrown a blanket on across his lap. “Care for another round, Hakeem?” I ask as I breeze by him on my way to the kitchen. “In more ways than you know, girl; are you?” with that, I know he means more than just another round of drinks. As I pour the next round for the three of us and raise our glasses to toast, my pussy starts tingling at the thought of being taken by the other man in the room, maybe even with the first man watching. “To the rest of the night!” I toast, and the clinking of glasses puts a period on the first half of the night, and turns the page to the second…
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